Brach and Ara, A Short Story By Ghanaian Writer, Ewoenam Kukah
Many people believe that telling stories from the second-person point of view can mess up plots and make dialogues cranky, but Ghanaian writer, Ewoenam Kukah, makes an exception with her short love story, “Brach and Ara”. You will be somewhere in between thrilled and impressed…
I’m Unable to Love the Girl in my DM: A Poem by Edwin Olu Bestman
Edwin’s poem, “I’m Unable to Love the Girl in my DM” strikes a chord with contemporary love relationships. How it sets out with the fury of a wildfire, burns wildly like an inferno, and quickly smoothers into a stream of noxious smoke. In this poem,…
how come your hair smells so nice? -Poetry
Written By: Praise Osawaru Praise Osawaru’s poem provokes strong emotions. He writes about how boundaries stand in the way of genuine concerns for siblings. How often we have to burn our tongues, swallowing the truth because we do not want to hurt those close to…
The First Twilight & the First Hand
Written By: Nwàohà Chíbúzor Anthony The Poet, Nwàohà Chíbúzor Anthony tells a melancholic ‘story’ in the poem, “The First Twilight & the First Hand”. Love and loss, two powerful and universal themes are central in this piece. The emotion every line evokes is powerful! In…
Six Writers Share Snippets of their Lovelife with Eboquills
They say writers and poets often have it rough in love relationships. WB Yeats is one poet who easily comes to mind. There are other prominent writers who got roped into unrequited love by ill-fate. They wrote that part of their lives into poems and…
A Thing Too Stressed
Written By: Precious Uwen when we started loving it was like we got new clothes. and we’d never stain it. But we wore our love repeatedly for days without changing it. We wore our love with the same pattern, with the same style. The same…
BARE
Written By: Oluwafemi Babasola Baby, I’ll walk this bridgeto you,even if all my feet feelis a thread strong as thespider’s web. Baby, I’ll fly to you,even if it means divingfrom this cliff withuntested wings. I’ll lift these layers of skinsthat cover me.I’ll unveil these masks…
My Crush is a Black Hole
Written By: Naphtali Festus Adda 1:13 am.i think of Prudence. how she flashes her teeth. how she weaves words like a basket. her beauty. her baritone voice – my phone rings, it’s another message from Quora digest, it reads; what is a black hole? //…
A Letter To Mother: What My Body Is
Written By: Chiemeziem Everest Udochukwu Mother, I saw your picture on a preeminent poster yesterday. It revealed your gap-teeth to lookers, whom I’m sure must be enchanted by your mesmeric smile to pledge you their support. I had to look twice to identify the picture…
Will You Still Be Family?
By Joshua Tom A minor chord and then an arpeggio like a blonde on balé a question danced on my broken heart. When the melody goes to bed and there’s no strum or click, when our world goes silent will you still be Family? Oh!…